I wrote this about three years ago and suddenly found it in my archive of poems.
Love, how you marvel me with unending surprises
Brings me boundless joy, yet springs with crisis
Thy beauty like flowers that blossom showing forth it’s petals
Springing o’er the fields like bits of metals
Unto you my hands swing, unto you I cling
I pray thou anger shows no sting
For freely you go, yet men chase
Oh Love, we all seek thy face
We stay as captives cast under thy spell
Yea, we crave to leave thy pleasured cell
We hear tales; how men fall at thy presence
Bound by your enormous deeds and glorious essence
Many we’ve heard and more untold
How you melt hardened hearts, this mystery we wish to unfold
A bomb blast in northeastern Nigeria on Sunday killed at least 14 and wounded 12.
No one has yet claimed responsibility for the attack, which hit a television-viewing center for soccer matches, but the Islamic militant group Boko Haram is a prime suspect, Reuters reports.
The outfit, fighting for an Islamic state in Nigeria’s north, caused global outrage when it kidnapped more than 200 schoolgirls on April 14. Since then, a string of strikes have killed at least 500 civilians.
Last weekend saw a botched attempt by a suicide bomber to strike an open-air viewing of a soccer match in the central city of Jos, which was ravaged by a twin bomb explosion days before, killing 118.
Neighboring country Cameroon claimed on Sunday to have killed some 40 Boko Haram militants in clashes in the country’s far north.